Ok to answer ur question jarkes, I have no idea wat the 35 stands 4 it's just a random number I came up with XD

K on with the story

Chapter #9- Never Came

"Ash, I'm really starting to worry," Misty said, her voice full of concern, gazing across the lake from her seat at the table, "They would be back by now, wouldn't they?"

"I'm not sure Misty…" Ash mumbled, also beginning to look and sound worried,

"Does Dawn have a good sense of direction?"

"Nope," Ash shook his head a slight smirk on his face, "Terrible; possibly worse than mine." He and Brock chuckled, while Misty looked absolutely stunned.

"Worse than your sense of direction?" Misty stated, disbelieving what Ash had just said. "How could anyone have a worse sense of direction than Ash?" No offense," She added looking at Ash with an apologetic look in her eyes.

Ash shrugged and chuckled slightly, "None taken. I've heard it plenty of times from you over the years to get used to it." He flashed a smile at her to show her that he was telling the truth and he was utterly unhurt by her statement.

Misty grinned back for about a split second before she began panicking again, "But, Ash, if it's true that she does have a worse sense of direction than you, then how are they going to make it back?"

Ash threw his arm around her shoulder and pecked her on the cheek. "Will you quit worrying, Misty? If they aren't back by tomorrow morning we'll go looking for them, okay?" Misty nodded. "Besides, what you said is probably true and they're just enjoying each other's company alone while they can.

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"Ugh, Kenny my feet hurt, Can we stop and take a rest please?" Without even bothering to wait for Kenny to answer her, Dawn collapsed on a nearby tree stump.

Kenny turned around when he heard her complain just in time to see her sit down. With a sigh of defeat, he strolled over and sat on the ground next to her. They sat there for a few moments in a semi-awkward silence until Dawn decided to break it.

"Sooooo," She said, drawing circles in the dirt with her feet, eyeing Kenny with curiosity.

Kenny tilted his head back and looked at her, puzzled. "What?"

"I don't know. Just trying to start a conversation."

"Oh, ok."

"……………."

"……………."

"...Hey Kenny?"

"Yeah?" He twisted around to look at her again.

"I was just wondering… Why exactly did you become a coordinator? What made you want to become one? You never mentioned changing your mind the day you left."

She remembered when she and Kenny were growing up together; all Kenny had talked about then was becoming a trainer. He had absolutely despised the idea of coordinators all together.

Two Years Ago

"Kenny!" A young girl with blue pigtails called, chasing after a slightly older boy with chestnut brown hair. "Kenny, wait up!"

The boy whom she had been calling finally seemed to register that it was he who she was yelling for and turned. "Hey Dawn."

Dawn caught up with him panting to catch her breath. "Where are you going?"

"Down to the Professor's lab to pick up my Pokemon. Today's my tenth birthday." Kenny smiled proudly, puffing out his chest. He felt so mature and he couldn't wait to win his first badge.

"Cool!" Dawn squealed. "I wish I could get my Pokemon already, but I have to wait whole another sticking year." She stomped her foot on the ground angrily.

"Dawn chill." Kenny placed a hand on her shoulder. "A year's not really that long. It'll go by in a flash, I promise."

"But that means that since you're going away to start you're training, I won't see you." Dawn looked him the eyes, tears sparkling in her own.

"You'll see me in a year, though; once you start your training, too." Kenny was beginning to wish that he wasn't a year older than Dawn and he was also beginning to wish that she didn't look so cute and vulnerable when she was upset.

"I might not. I want to be a coordinator, while you're out to be a trainer, so it'll be harder to run into each other." Dawn turned away from him to gaze across at the wild Starlees flying across the seemingly endless horizon.

"A trainer's and a coordinator's lives are really different from how they use their Pokemon to the places they go. How do you know we might never see each other again?"

Kenny could see all the pain in her eyes and hugged her briefly. "Dawn, you're my best friend. I couldn't stand to not see you again. It'll be hard to even get through a year, but we will see each other again." He wasn't entirely sure of his statement, but he wanted to believe it just as much as he wanted Dawn to.

"Are you entirely sure of that, Kenny?" Dawn asked a hint of doubt still located in her small voice.

"Yes I am, Dawn," Kenny smiled. "Maybe we won't even be apart for an entire year. I might come back to visit if I get the chance."

"Really, Kenny?" Dawn grinned, a childlike gleam in her eye. "You'll actually come see me?"

"Of course," Kenny beamed, "I'll have to come see you to tell you all the awesome Pokemon I've seen, won't I?"

"Yeah," Dawn beamed to and grabbed his arm, "Oh, and Kenny, can you take pictures, too. I want to be able to see what a Pokemon looks like when you're telling me all about them." She was practically jumping up and down in excitement.

"Yeah I'll take pictures for you. A whole lot of pictures and they'll all be of the cutest Pokemon I can find."

"Yay!" Dawn's grin was literally stretching from one end of her face to the other and now she was actually hopping on the spot. "Thanks Kenny."

"No problem Dawn, anything for a friend. Especially a friend as special as you."

And then he left. The next time Dawn did see him was at the Floaroma contest. He never did come home to visit…

End Flashback

Kenny jumped up at the first sight of the tears rolling down Dawn's cheeks, but this time he didn't run off. Instead he got on his knees and wrapped his arms around her, letting her cry into his shoulder.

"Dawn, what's wrong?" Kenny whispered, stroking her shimmering blue hair as she continued to sob.

"You never came to visit." She breathed.

Aw, poor Dawn. Well at least Kenny was there to comfort her, right? XD

I want to apologize to you guys again for the wait. I had an essay to write for this writing competition thingy im entering and yet another essay for history DX plus procrastination. Which don't always equal a fast updates. Srry

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